All Chapters of A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

CROSSING LINES"Some truths are too dangerous to speak, and some lines too tempting not to cross."~ LAUREN'S POV ~The gun in Alexandro's hand reflected the streetlight, suggesting possible violence. The cold metal felt steady in his grip. His eyes changed from worried to dangerous in moments."Do you want to test me?" Alexandro asked, his voice smooth but firm. "Is that what you're doing, Miller?"Ethan's lips curved into something that might have been a smile if it weren't so full of malice. "Go ahead. Pull the trigger. Show her exactly what kind of man you really are."Alexandro's laugh was dark honey poured over broken glass. "You think I won't? You think I won't gladly put a hole in your chest? Or maybe I will aim higher—paint my penthouse windows with your fucking brain matter."The casual way he said it…like discussing the weather…made my blood turn to ice. Because I knew that look in his eyes. Had seen it before, the night those men had tried to take me.The night I had fir

SHADOWS OF THE PAST"The ghosts of our past have a way of bleeding into our present, staining everything we touch."~ ALEXANDRO'S POV ~The engine of my Lamborghini purred to silence as I pulled away from Storm Publishing. Through the rearview mirror, I watched Lauren disappear into the building—beautiful, stubborn, mine. Things were still fragile between us, like spun glass that could shatter at the wrong touch, but we were trying. That had to count for something.But even as relief settled in my chest, anger burned alongside it. I hated that she had run to Ethan for support instead of talking to me. Hated that I couldn't blame her for it.With everything happening with Viktor and the Russians, I had been too busy for her. Too busy to see she was lonely and scared. Too busy to be the man she needed. But everything would be okay soon, once Viktor had been dealt with.And now Ethan Miller had been added to my ever-growing list of problems. The list never seemed to shrink, only mult

SHATTERED TRUST "The cruelest betrayal is when the person you love most becomes the one you fear." ~ LAUREN'S POV ~ The documents trembled in my hands as Alexandro stepped into the room, his presence filling the space with a dangerous energy that made my skin crawl. Gone was any trace of the man who had kissed me goodbye this morning, who had worried about my safety, who had held me like I was precious. This man was a stranger. Cold. Calculating. Deadly. "I asked you a question, Lauren." His voice was silk over steel, each word strictly let out. "What. Are. You. Doing. In. Here?" I couldn't speak. Couldn't breathe. The trafficking documents felt like they were burning my fingers, the evidence of his crimes staring up at me in black and white. Children's names. Ages. Prices. My stomach lurched. "Cat got your tongue?" He moved closer, each step gauged and predatory. "Or are you too busy playing detective to answer me?" "I was just…." My voice cracked. "I

THE TRUTH BEHIND THE LIES"Some betrayals run so deep they poison generations, and some obsessions are born from graves we never properly dug."~ LAUREN'S POV ~The coffee shop felt like a war zone disguised as a sanctuary. I sat across from Ethan, my hands trembling around my cup, still reeling from his confession about the exposé."You destroyed him," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "You destroyed us."Ethan's face showed a mix of emotions, guilt, grit, and what seemed like relief."Lauren, you don't understand. I had to….""Had to what?" I snapped, finding my voice. "Had to use our friendship? Had to manipulate me into giving you information about Alexandro? Had to publish lies about human trafficking?""They weren't lies."The words struck me hard. I stared at him, searching his face for some sign that he was joking, that this was all some horrible mistake."What are you talking about?"Ethan leaned forward, his green eyes intense. "Those documents were real, Lauren. The f

TRAPPED"Some traps are baited with hope, others with desperation. The cruelest ones use both."~ LAUREN'S POV ~The warehouse looked like a wound in the city, jagged and pulsing with dread. My breath misted in the freezing air as I paused at the side entrance, my fingers twitching around the small canister of pepper spray in my coat pocket. I shouldn't be here. I knew it. And yet…The message had been impossible to ignore:"Come alone. If you want more proof that Ethan's been feeding Julian everything…..come now."My heart had pounded as I read it, my gut screaming it was a trap. But what if it wasn't? What if this was the only shot to expose the man tearing Alexandro's empire apart from the inside? What if I could finally matter… not just to him, but in this war?I slipped through the cracked metal door.The interior smelled like mildew and burnt oil. Concrete walls closed in like prison bars, shadows stretching unnaturally wide. I moved quietly, ducking past old crates and rust